The Birth of a Mother

A plethora of hopes and dreams born in glorious first moments: heartbeats and breaths. A most coveted bountiful blessing deserving of unconditional love, smiling upon this precarious world. The most joyous moment suddenly shrouded by crushing concern and immeasurable fear. Patience wearing thin in the presence of engorged, stinging breasts and marked, stretched skin. A grey curtain drawn in dispair and pain over an exhausted mind and over-burdened body. A sweltering shamefulness creeps in on lonely, endless days and sleepless nights - taking advantage of inexperience and insecurity. A brooding rage boils over into uncontrollably weeping eyes and quivering fists. An outburst of emotions sets into motion a bombardment of self-doubt and hopelessness. Swiftly a warm caress and innocent blue eyes offers short-lived relief. In the presence of pure perfection a deep gratitude offers colossal courage. Healing. Inevitable.